The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 806

Early the next morning, Citrine was the first one downstairs.

She barely set foot in the kitchen when she felt a pair of gloomy eyes fixed on her.

Glancing over, she found Wade sprawled out in a chair, legs crossed and looking for all the world like a man who'd just lost his life savings at the casino.

Citrine didn't think much of it. She tossed out a casual question. "Big bro, you didn't rack up some secret debt last night, did you?"

Wade's expression darkened instantly.

He should've known better than to expect her to wake up and apologize for yesterday. Heartless little brat.

Citrine, completely oblivious to his silent brooding, took his lack of response as silent admission.

She frowned, feigning concern, and offered her sage advice. "Well, you know, if you owe money, you've got to pay it back. That's just how the world works. You can't run away from your responsibilities."

Travis couldn't hold back-he burst out laughing, nearly spraying his coffee. The rest of the Saunders family tried to stifle their own chuckles, but a few snickers escaped.

After a good laugh, Travis patted the seat beside him. "Citrine, don't mind him. Come sit over here with me."

Without hesitation, Citrine plopped herself down next to him.

Noticing she really didn't remember a thing, Travis tested the waters. "You know, Citrine, you drank quite a bit last night."

Citrine looked up, brows drawing together as she tried to recall. The mention of last night did stir a faint memory.

"I remember wanting to see the ocean. The rest is kind of

her strange looks, Citrine hesitated, then glanced at Travis, a little nervous. "I... I didn't say

quick glance, then shook his head

to the others, searching their

all shook their

in this little world, only Wade was left to suffer in

resigning himself. Well, whatever, being the doted-on younger brother wasn't the

snuck a look at Gorman sitting nearby. Compared to him, maybe things

managed to talk himself out

usual boisterous self reemerged, and he sidled

you're always hanging around my house, hogging my sister. Don't

Travis aside with zero subtlety and plopped into

in exasperation. "Your sister? Citrine's my sister too, you

smug. "Her

turned to Citrine

"That's right. My home is your

But before he could, Travis suddenly put on a pitiful act, voice quivering as he whined, "Citrine, did I do something wrong? Is Wade mad at me? Is he going to kick

Wade was speechless.

act like this? Was he taking master classes

The guy was as tricky

performance